"Thanks Fyo." she said with a small smile. She giggled when he asked about there arguing. "We do get along, but he was upset cause I 'left him behind'. I did not, he just walks to slow." she told him. She stopped, looked at her ankle and then back to him. "Its fine, really. I think it is more my pride then anything that is hurt." she said, then she glared at Torin. She was really going to blame this on the ice.

Oooh, she was angry again. Not that he really cared. "Oh, get over it, Dani. You just need to learn how to walk on ice better." He didn't mention the fact that not too long before he had slid on ice and slammed into Honeydukes. No, she didn't need to know that.

"Girls? No, not girls." He knew that Fyo would know what he was talking about. This was a topic that they had discussed so many times that he couldn't count. "Oh, you know, she was actually nice to me recently! She said she liked talking to me." Well, she had in so many words. And he was still so happy to have heard that. He grinned.

And he had a feeling that Fyo would be asking him questions. He felt bad for not telling him sooner but well.. Fyo had just gotten back and all that. "Well, this was a little before you decided to come back. In the secret passage of the dungeon. And I wanted to tell you and Reese when I first saw you, but it was just such a nice day that I didn't want to spoil it." Hopefully Fyo wouldn't be mad at him now.

"Well, we're opposites," he explained to that last comment. "Besides, she's keeping tabs on me. I can't afford to be suspended again or I can't continue my magical education. I'll have to go to a Muggle school." Stupid parents.

Now hearing someone coming up the staircase, he turned his gaze towards the doorway. Then he saw Rhea. He smiled at her greeting and replied, "actually, nothing right now. We're not going to plot in front of my sister."

He watched her as she then proceeded to send a letter off. "So how are you? You have that little problem sorted out now?" He remembered her asking him for advice about a boy.



He rolled his eyes at his sister's dramatics.

Rhea turned more towards the other person there. She hadn't noticed, man now she looked rude.
"Oh! I didn't know that you had a sister Mr.Popular, very interesting." She proceeded to smile at the girl.
"Excuse my manners. I'm Rhea Bellaire, fifth year Hufflepuff and future editor and chief of The Daily Prophets."

She turned to Torin and frowned slightly.
"Unfortunately I haven't fixed that problem just yet. I think I'm waiting on the right time to do so."

Dani glared at Torin. "Gosh, you are certainly in a bad mood today. And all I did was not wait for you." she said mocking him. She was really hating how he was treating her in front of his friends. "And as for the ice, little brother, I am working on it." she said.

Danie smiled at the other girl. "Hi Rhea. I am Dani. Torins twin sister. Nice to meet you." she said. Now she was getting to meet more of her brothers friends.

Quickly frowning Tammy gripped the enveloped letter in her hand, and darted up the stairs of the Owlery. Okay, darted wasn't the right word to use. More like tip toed. On the balls of her toes -toe knuckles as she called them- and making sure not to slip or tread in anything EWWWWish in her heels.

EUGH.

WHY?
WHY?
WHY?
Was the floor so icky yacky EWWWIE?

Did they not have a cleaner? Bird poopy wasn't NICE!

She sighed, ignoring people that were in tehre, this letter was important. Sealed and ready to send. "Hullo Bristol. How you beeen." She sang quickly, raising a hand to stroke the owl that hadn't been used much.

Okay, well. The letter wasn't finished. "I'll send it in a bit Bristol. You want some treats? EY?" Giggle. Placing down some treats before the owl, Tam took a seat. WOW. atleast it was clean .

Peeling away at the recently stuck piece of envelope she slid out the folded letter and began to re-read. Not wanting to sound suckish.

Sounded better than it did before. Quickly sealing it back up, she attatched it to Bristol's foot and smiled. "Helga. Please Bristol." And then, she watched him go, before leaving with a little skip.

*shifty*
 

Bella made it up to the owlery.
"oooo the owls are cute, but it was a little stinky in the room since there was poo everywhere, if Choluna was here, Choluna would be freaking out." she thought.
Well Bella looked back at her note, making sure it didn't need anymore writing in it.

Note:
"Letter seems put well together, well for me it is," thought Bella.
"Now to pick out an owl."
Bella went over to all the owls. Lets see.
ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
ahha! now this owl looked like a nice owl, snowwhite with some brown and read feathers. sure he was a little dirty, but still adorable. So she took her letter and tried it to the owl's leg. She watched as the owl flew out into the sky

wait, it was norwich right?

lets see they'd lived in Canterbury, Chichester, Derby, Exete, Leicester, Liverpool, Norwich, Peterborough, Preston, Salisbury, St Albans, Truro, and Worcester , 1,2,3,4,5......... 7,1111,

yes it was norwich, few.

Lyddia walked up the Owlery steps into the room filled with owl droppings and the owls themselves. She sat down in a corner and took out a piece of parchment and a quill. Then she began to write,
Lyddia finished her letter and rose to tie it onto a school owl's leg. When this was done, she carried the owl over to the window and let it fly away before she could regret her actions. She didn't stay to watch it carry her letter away, but instead headed to the exit as soon as the owl left her arm and returned to her dorm.

Unbelievable. Simply unbelievable. How come Kaika has been carrying around with this for a week?!

It's just...well, she had an excuse. NEWTs and Quidditch. Yeah. Two excuses. Though, there are no excuses when it comes to friends, and not when it comes to Savannah. She was so pleased to hear from her that almost instantly she wrote something back, except...she never owl it, until...NOW.

However, she wasn't ready to give Snowy her letter, because there was another one, and a gift, too.

Wait! Do you think it's over? No, time to catch up.
And, that was it, right? Yes. Snowy hooted, because she was quite annoyed at the fact that she had a long flight, but Kaika simply smiled at her owl, knowing that everyone was going to receive their letter. "Be back soon, alright?" she said, and watched the owl disappear into the sun.

Now...back to...wherever it is she was.

So, it seemed all the letters Jake had wanted to send could now actually be sent, since his owl was back. And some of them were... less than happy, to be quite honest. And some were... cryptic...

His letter writing was taking on a morbid kind of twist. There was no letter to his foster mother; he didn't want to lie and tell her everything was okay, nor did he want to tell her everything was NOT okay.

The rest... well, Jake sighed as he gave Fly a bundle of letters, and the creature looked at him as if he was insane.

"Hey, you rrrrecovered from Seattle, dun look at me lllike tha'," the boy retorted, because arguing with an owl was just the thing to do. Fly seemed to give him a look, and stuck out his leg. "Good boy," Jake grinned.

Jake was just about to send fly off, when he realised he couldn't just go without writing to his mother. Grabbing a piece of parchment, Jake scrawled something quickly on it and gave it to Fly, who then flew away.

Kylie didn't have one of her own owls, though she wanted one, so she used a school owl for the first time all year. She attached a three notes to its foot.

she giggled remembering that she'd signed with her more.. official name, for her parents sake.

She sighed as she wrapped the second two notes around the owl's leg. She patted it atop the head as it cooed at her. She hoped her fourteen-year-old brother wasn't mad at her. She knew her grandmother and parents had just been wanting to hear from her for a while. She smiled, sending the owl off to deliver her messages.

Lyddia walked up to the Owlery and took out her quill and parchment. She spends way too much time here, she realized. Always coming and going with new words on paper. Well, she might as well start writing.

Lyddia wrote out replies to all the gang's letters from before, which was basically all just chitchat and things like, 'when are you coming home?'. Then came Cody's letter.

Lyddia sighed. It was hard sometimes, having Muggle friends. You can never tell them anything.
Lyddia got up and called her Dad's owl, Howie, over to her. She tied the many letters to it's leg and let it fly out the window. She watched as it disappeared inthe sky and then happily, yet sadly, made her way down the Owlery steps.

Letters, letters and more letters. Eva Longwood had to admit she had been to overly distracted to send a response to any of the letters she had received. She had started out for the easiest one, the mandatory letter she was supposed to send her mother. Now, she was carrying five different letters for five different people.

Mother: checked.

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School is okay. Everything is fine. Ellie didn't fall from any brom lately. Do not worry. Eva

Luce: checked.

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Luceeeeeee! I miss you sooooo much. Especially now. I have news and for that I hope you are reading this alone, sat down in a chair. Because this is not going to be easy to write. Remember me telling you about Helios Sunrider? He showed up dead, Luce. He showed up dead here, in the trophy room. He had been murdered. This is scary. Back in October, during halloween, another boy had been murdered. Nobody knows a damn thing! Helios and I were supposed to be investigating these happenings: the werewolves, the teacher's suspicions, the students... Now, two students are dead, one of them who was personally involved. Plus, I found out he had a fiancée. But that's not important now. You these types of things. Two students murdered? I have no clue what's going on here, but I don't like the sound of this. Here's a fact: strange things are happening in the castle. I needed to talk to someone about this and you seemed like the best person to do so. I have to tell you, I am scared. What am I supposed to do now? Love you, Eva or a very lost person needing some guidance who also knows her godmother will say she's asking the right questions to the wrong person.

Jake Rider: checked.

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Dear Mr. Rider, I'm sure you know who I am. I, myself, only found out about your existance after you and Luce broke up. And little did I know that you were Rachel Rider's uncle. Anyway, I need your help. I know you'll probably will tell to go fishing, but hey, I have to try. Is there a good time for me to speak to you face to face? Thank you very much for your time, Luce's goddaughter, Eva Longwood.

Ryan Finche: Oh. Merlin! I forgot it! Eva had comepltely forgot she had promised Nick to write an encouraging letter to Ryan. The girl would be back to England in just a few months and soon she'd be at Hogwarts for her first year as an Hogwarts students. The truth was that Eva didn't feel like writing encouraging lletters about Hogwarts. Two studentds were dead, Helios being one of them. How were the students supposed to deal with the fact that Hogwarts wasn't safe anymore?
And for once in that shcool year, Eva felt really glad she was already graduating.

So he was now an engaged man and of course he would have to let his family know. Officially of course, Joshua probably already knew. Marcus, made the long walk up to the owlery, whistling 'Here comes the bride' as he climbed up the stairs.

He would have just sent a patronus to his family with the news but he knew his brother liked it when the owls delivered the mail. Marcus, smiled a little at that thought, his brother was weird sometimes.

Finally reaching the stop of the stairs, Marcus pushed open the door with a bang and looked around the room and his eyes fell on...Anastasia Bunbury.

Oh how ironic that was. There stood the woman he ALMOST proposed to. Marcus, lent against the door frame in a casual manner a small smile on his face. He had to admit the woman was still as gorgeous as ever but she had nothing on Iliana. "You want to be careful there Annie. Owl poo is deadly on designer shoes."

Annie had taken one step forward and toward a golden-ish-fluffy owl, but took a step back at the voice coming from the doorway. She squinted at the door in the afternoon sunlight but then recognized him. Ahhhhhha. Marcus.

"These old things?" The redhead blew him off with a swish of her hand. Of course they were hardly more than a few weeks old but she wasn't going to let him get to her. Because she didn't care what Marcus had to say or if he happened to notice how the green matched her robes perfectly and contrasted her hair nicely.

Didn't care.

"So.... did you stalk me all the way to the Owlery, Axe?" She turned back to the owls and made a 'come here' motion to the golden one. Of course it didn't budge.

His smile widened even more at her remark because he knew that's exactly what she was going to say. "Now, now Annie, don't go flattering yourself thinking that I am following you around." No. Those days were definitely over. "I'm here to send a letter to my family." Marcus, took the envelope out of his pocket and held it up for her to see, so that she would know that he was telling the truth. Of course she should know that he never lied.

Marcus, pushed off the door frame and sauntered over to her. With his free hand he took out an owl pellet and held it out to the owl that she was trying to coax down from its perch. It promptly flew down and landed on his hand and he gave it the treat. He turned his head to look at Annie, a small twinkle in his eye. "See what happens when you are nice? You tend to get the same treatment in return." And he wasn't just talking about the owl either.

"So how have you been Anastasia? Been a while since I last saw you." Actually Marcus, couldn't even recall the last time that he had seen her.

"Writing home eh? Really Marcus, I wouldn't have pegged you for the homesick type." Anastasia shook her head and watched him just strolllllling around the owlery, coaxing her owl over with a smelly little treat. He always was too good at everything.

Annie couldn't help her nose wrinkling at both the insinuation about being nice and at the smell of the owl up close. "Are you using that one?" she gestured toward the bird. "Or," Annie cleared her throat, "may I borrow an owl pellet to go be nice to a different one?"

Ha.

"I've been fine. Not the best term around here but...... you know.... it got better." A little time away from school helped too. "What about you, Marcus?"

He seemed a little... different. Less annoying for some reason.

Giving the owl a small stroke with his hand, Marcus chuckled softly. Annie always had something to say whether it was nice or not. "Not exactly homesick Annie but I do certainly miss them." Especially Joshua, but Annie had never liked Joshua probably because he saw what she was truly like before Marcus worked it out for himself. "No, I have some news that I needed to tell them."

He looked at her surprised and reached into his pocket and pulled out another owl pellet. Marcus, handed it over to her wordlessly. He was in far too good a mood to tease her about handling the pellet.

Ah yes he remembered the incident she'd had with Jake and although he was still a little annoyed about that, he trusted that Ethan had spoken to her about it. And besides he wasn't particularly happy with Jake at the moment anyway. The kid had actually attacked him. Now that was gratitude for you.

Shaking himself, he gave Annie a huge smile. "I have been excellent Annie. The best thing has happened to me actually." He held up the envelope in his hand again, "Hence the news to my family."

*super......slow......sorry*
 

News, eh? What sort of news could Marcus possibly have? Annie eyed him and his letter a bit suspiciously. Granted, it really wasn't any of her business but......

....she always had been a curious Bunny. Of course Annie snatched it out of his hand with her free one and started fanning it about and holding it up toward the light of the window as if she could see through thick parchment and envelopes.

"What is this? Did you.... start playing your guitar again? Did you get a promotion? Did you get a great deal of galleons from a good gamble? Did you win a lifetime supply of chocolates?" she smirked a bit at the last suggestion and turned back toward him, her own letter temporarily forgotten.

"Well well well. What has Axe Lawson been up to lately?" As if she cared.

Typical Anastasia has to know everything that is going on with everyone else. Marcus, didn't bother to try and get the letter back off her. It was what she wanted and he'd many years of her games. "Seriously Annie, you should be working at the Daily Prophet. Your nosiness is wasted here."

It would be so easy to summons the letter back to him with a mere flick of his wand that was now in his hand but she seemed so intent on knowing what his news was, he decided to give her just what she wanted. Like he always did.

"I was merely informing my family, that I am getting married."

Now there was a bombshell for ya!

"Why thank you, Marcus, I've always thought I would make a fine reporter myself." Of course she could easily see herself in pumps and a fedora and lipstick to match her trench coat... she'd need one in every color, oh, and patent leather handbags to match and a little notebook with a quill to match all that.....

She shook her head for a second to clear away such ridiculous plotting and had to blink several times at Marcus' small announcement. Married. Really. Really?

"Pardon me, I spaced there for a second and thought I heard you say something about marriage." Annie actually laughed and took a step back toward him, wafting the letter about still. "C'mon Axe. What's your real good news? I can be happy for you."

But not about marriage... because surely he was joking about that....

Folding his arms across his chest, Marcus watched Annie intently for her reaction. Not that it mattered what she thought but he had to admit he was curious as to see how she was going to take the news.

He caught her wrist in his hand and tapped the envelope with his wand, not taking his eyes off her. "I'm serious Annie. I am getting married." Marcus nodded towards the now opened letter in her hand. "Read it for yourself" he said quietly, still watching her intently.